The bleeding wouldn't stop. "Don't! Please don't," Challa begged, but Annise didn't listen. Obviously she couldn't, she was-- "Not like this. You're supposed to... be there." She remembered the smile on her father's face when he spoke of Annise. How could she have--? "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, please don't hate me. Please don't..." She began to sob, clutching Annise to her chest. "P-please..."












